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Oh Brother

And she a real bad bad bitch she ain't gotta photoshop it -Usher x No Limit

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And she a real bad bad bitch she ain't gotta photoshop it
-Usher x No Limit

|Two Months Later|

"Okay mama!" I said for what felt like the millionth time.

"I'm just makin' sure little girl. Oh bring them rolls that y'all like so much!"

"I got you, anything else ma'am." I kinda rushed her off the phone. "Stop!" I whispered to August as he kissed on my neck.

"Don't rush me!" I giggled, moving August face away from my neck.

"Mama ain't nobody rushin' you, move." I whispered to August.

He grabbed my breast, squeezing them. I squealed, slapping his hand.

"Did a nigga do dat?" He laughed

"Girl why you makin' all that damn noise-"

"No reason, I gotta go bye mama. Love yah, see yah later." I hung up.

Putting the brush down, I looked at August threw the bathroom mirror.

Putting the brush down, I looked at August threw the bathroom mirror

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"Imma hurt you!" I squint my eyes, he laughed.

Wrapping his arms around me from the back. He rocked us side to side kissing my neck.

"A nigga sawrra'." He chuckled.

"No you not." I smiled "You so annoyin'!" He bit my cheek.

"Yes I am." He let go of my cheek "Whea' yah goin' lookin' how yah lookin'?" He licked his lips.

"We," I said with emphasis "are going to my mother's house."

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